Re: Mag / Open to anyone
Charlie was in his uniform. He could have done this in his suit and tie, but there was something very comforting being back in the blues. Both hands rested on his belt; he was ready to do whatever he needed to to keep the City fairway safe.
The colors were just as interesting as the sounds, and Charlie might have gotten a little comfortable walking around, checking on this and that. He really wasn't there to make sure the games were rigged; everyone knew there was some gimmick. He was there to make sure no one was robbed blind or pickpocketed. He was there to make sure people were behaving for the most part, or at least not causing death and destruction.
It felt good to be here, and he nearly ran into a very nice looking woman with interesting hair. Perhaps she was one of the show types, or she liked to dress this way. He was no one to judge; he liked wearing a cop's uniform.
"Greetings, citizen." There was a slight pull of his lips as he quoted another cop all together. It was the little things that made his day fun, enjoyable.